"I've decided that perhaps I'm bulimic and just keep forgetting to purge."

-- Paula Poundstone

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Rhythm and sole

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I got my new shoes. Aren't they spiffy?

As I waited for the store owner to come back with my Brooks "Addiction 9" last night, I heard another clerk ask a very petite girl what width shoe she usually wears.

"I'm usually an E," she answered.

I looked up, our eyes met and we shared a nod that told me we were forever bonded in some kind of unspoken Freak Feet Club.

I took the new shoes for their inaugural workout at the gym this morning, and they did not disappoint.

Well, the girl behind me in a sort of evil torture exercise where you crawl from bag to bag and kick might disagree.

I kicked her in the nose.

But other than that … perfection. They even stayed on my feet during the dreaded mountain climbers exercise, during which my former shoes often slipped off my heel.

Of course, I would use that as a reason to stop and breathe, so I guess I won't have that excuse anymore.

Onward and upward ...


  1. I am so proud that I can actually do mountain climbers on the floor. When I first started boot camp I thought that would never happen. Enjoy your shoes!

  2. You should be proud, Karen. You rock.